Heart of a dove was conceived early one morning while I was sitting on my patio, enjoying my coffee and watching the little birds chirping and seemingly at play. The due was thick and rising when I noticed, that through the branches, a pretty little bird was perched looking at me, for an unusually long period of time. I began talking to him, as if he could understand what I was saying. Good morning, I said with a smile. Why are you just setting there looking at me? Go play with your friends and have some fun. By the time I finished writing, Heart of a Dove, I realized that it was the story...